Qin Ming looked at Wang Yaxuan leaving and felt bored. He had seen too many of these since he traveled here. He was not a holy mother, and he was not a kind person.
The deeper he is eroded by the supernatural, the more emotions he loses, not to mention that he is no longer a complete person.
Watching Wang Yaxuan leave, her whole figure merged into the thick fog, and finally disappeared. Wang Zilin covered his face and cried bitterly, feeling helpless and grief sweeping through his body.
Qin Ming looked away from the door and turned to Wang Zilin, who was squatting on the ground and crying, and shook his head helplessly.
He said coldly: "Stop crying. Your sister is dead. At least you are still alive. In my opinion, you are already positive and lucky to be alive in such an incident."
"I promised your sister that I would rescue you, but we have no relationship after you get out."
Qin Ming's cold tone rang in her ears. Wang Zilin stopped crying and raised his head blankly to look at Qin Ming, with tears in his eyes, so touching.
If ordinary people saw this, it would definitely arouse their inner desire for protection.
Qin Ming looked at her charming appearance and felt nothing in his heart. He was thinking about which place would be better to place her first. If she continued to stay here, she would probably die.
After thinking for a while, Qin Ming came up with an idea of where to place her.
That apartment.
"Don't panic and scream later. Keep quiet. Do you hear me clearly?" Qin Ming said coldly.
Wang Zilin shrank and nodded, a trace of fear flashing in his eyes.
Then Wang Zilin was shattered from her previous understanding. She first saw the strange man in front of her opening a scarlet-colored eye on his right arm, which was still staring at her.
Then a red light shone out from the eye, and the scarlet dark light enveloped her, and the whole world turned blood red. Wang Zilin was filled with fear, and could only cover her mouth tightly, not daring to Make noise.
With a flick of the eye, Qin and Ming disappeared into the girls' dormitory, arrived at the supernatural apartment, and placed her in a spare room on the first floor.
Looking at Wang Zilin who was leaning on the corner of the bed and shivering, Qin Ming warned her: "Remember, don't run around, don't run out of this apartment, and don't leave this room, otherwise no one can save you. Secondly, you can't go upstairs. .”
Under Qin Ming's repeated warnings, Wang Zilin nodded quickly and promised that he would listen to him.
After saying that, Qin Ming used the ghost realm to turn into a red light and left, aiming for the museum.
In the museum, the formal hall where the Buddha's head is placed is filled with black water. The turbid and smelly black water is filled with various accumulations, rotting stumps, clumps of hair, and some dried corpse.
For some reason, the accumulated black water kept rising, and the ghost had revived, but there was no sign of the ghost.
Outside the museum, a red light flashed in the thick white mist, and Qin Ming appeared at the gate. The closer he got to the place, the stronger the supernatural suppression became, but Qin Ming felt that its supernatural suppression was not very strong.
"What went wrong?"
Qin Ming squinted his eyes and said
Thinking of this, Qin Ming walked directly into the museum. The ghost blood on his body slowly seeped out from his skin and covered one arm.
A black cylindrical object suddenly appeared in his right hand, stained with rust, as if it was a piece of scrap metal picked up at random.
That was the nail in the coffin.
The coffin nail obtained from the Lord of the Deadly Ghost Eye.
Just in case, Qin Ming took out the nails from the coffin. If he saw the source ghost, he would give it a hard nail.
The turning ghost eyes locked on an exhibition hall, which was the exhibition hall of the Buddha's head.
When looking in that direction, the ghost eye's vision began to blur and showed signs of closing.
When he arrived at the entrance of the exhibition hall, a lot of water stains and some hair strands had leaked out of the closed door. Qin Ming knelt down to check.
"Is this water with a supernatural aura and supernatural power, similar to that of the ghost lake? Is it the supernatural power possessed by the source ghost?"
Qin Ming frowned, his eyes flickered, and he stood up casually. The ghost blood began to cover his whole body, leaving only his head uncovered.
Putting one hand on the door, he took a deep breath and opened the door suddenly. Qin Ming's pupils shrank slightly when he saw the scene in the exhibition hall.
The smelly and filthy black water rushed towards him, and the moment it came into contact with the black blood on Qin Ming's surface, the supernatural confrontation began.
Qin Ming did not feel uncomfortable, nor did he feel any supernatural suppression.
"It seems that I won the supernatural confrontation. The suppression of the black water is not as strong as the ghost blood. This kind of puzzle should be similar to the ghost lake, and it belongs to a certain ghost controller."
Qin Ming looked at the turbid black water flowing under his feet, with a lot of residual limbs and tangled hair floating there.
Qin Ming did not look at the Buddha head immediately, but was attracted by the words on the wall.
"Eye…?"
Qin Ming was stunned for a moment, and then discovered the satellite phone floating in the water.
"Is it the satellite phone? Is it the person in charge of this city? It seems that he is dead and died of the resurrection of the evil ghost. That should be what he wrote before he died."
Qin Ming murmured to himself.
After being alerted by the words on the wall, Qin Ming turned his attention to the Buddha head that was suspected to be the source ghost.
Qin Ming covered the eyes of the Buddha's head with his hands and observed other parts. He found that there were several cracks on the Buddha's face, about four to five centimeters long.
"I'm afraid the ghost of the person in charge of this city has been absorbed into the puzzle by the source ghost."
The ghost eye on Qin Ming's arm was slightly squinted and could not be opened directly. It was suppressed by the Buddha head in front of him. According to the prompts on the wall, Qin Ming guessed that its killing method should be that it could not look directly into the eyes, and neither could the ghost eyes. Look directly.
"If you throw the coffin nails directly into the center of the Buddha's head, will the imprisonment be successful?"
This idea suddenly appeared in Qin Ming's mind, and he was considering the feasibility and success of this idea.
Just when he was thinking this, a ghost slave suddenly appeared in front of him. His eyes were white and his body was dry.
Seeing the ghost slave in front of him, Qin Ming suddenly thought of something. There were so many people who died here, but why were there only a few ghost slaves? Where did the rest go?
Qin Ming's expression moved slightly, and he put down the hand covering his eyes. Suddenly, a mass of darkness began to condense in the originally turbid black water under his feet, solidifying into a tall ghost figure of nearly four meters, and stood up.
And it surged forward quickly, directly invading the ghost slave's body. The ghost slave's dry and gray body was instantly dragged into the shadow.
When dragging the ghost slave into the shadow, Qin Ming just casually glanced at the ghost slave's white eyes, then his pupils shrank and his whole body trembled slightly.
His face turned gray, and his breathing began to become a little rapid, but after half a minute, his condition calmed down.
"I was careless. The source ghost actually used the ghost slave as a medium to attack me. Fortunately, the supernatural power in my body helped me resist most of it, otherwise it would not have been so easy."
Qin Ming took a breath and looked extremely pale. He had just suffered a fatal murderous attack, but fortunately his foundation was strong enough.
